"Hmph, that damned little brat wants to challenge our status, that's just a dream!"
Luo Guangwei snorted coldly, a sinister look in his eyes, his hatred for Qin Yang had reached an extreme point; that great humiliation was something he would never forget in his life.
However, Luo Guangwei had forgotten that it was he who first caused trouble at someone else's opening ceremony, only to be dealt with in return.
"Chairman Luo, I've tasted this Immortal Orange Wine, and its flavor is truly extraordinary, surpassing the realm of all existing wines. It's like we're still stuck in the big brick phones era, while others have leaped straight to using all sorts of smartphones."
Wu Zhong frowned and said.
"Hm, I know this, too. I just don't know what formula that little brat used to brew such a wine."
Luo Guangwei nodded, face stern, and said.
